Jill is right up there with Katie Cook on my scale of awesome illustrators.

It’s the cute.

It’s the watercolours.

And the magic.

Don’t forget the magic.

No… don’t forget the magic…

It all started with Sandman.

I know how popular this series is – but I can’t emphasize how profoundly shaped I was by this story.

It touched me in deeply symbolic and metaphysical ways that changed how I thought of myself in this world.

It changed how I thought about the world itself.

Reality becomes a little bit squishy when you light the fire of magic.

When gods are allowed to walk among us everyday the veil between life and imagining becomes very thin.

There are whole weekends lost to Sandman – and probably 4 or 5 years of my life where I read through the whole series for the first time… and then devoured everything that I could find associated or spun off from the series… The Books of Magic, Lucifer, Hellblazer…